Mitch's POV:

I stare at them for what seems forever.

"Wha-what is that?" I question.

"Mitch it's just the blood that I have lost from cuts, it's not fresh." Nic said softly.

I sigh, "I believe you, but don't do it again. Please."

She stares at me, "Alright, I won't."

I look away and crawl out of the hole.

I walk over to my bed and fall to the floor.

"What kind of brother am I?!" I mutter.

"The best brother, Mitch."

I jump and look up.

"Oh, hey Jerome." I say.

He sits down next to me, "You couldn't be a better brother to anyone."

I look into his eyes, "I haven't Jerome, she collected her blood! What does that tell you?"

He looks away, "You don't understand."

"Don't understand what?!?!?" I yell.

He puts his hand to my mouth, "Sush and I'll tell you."

I nod as he begins.

Jerome's POV:

"It all began when Ty called me and Nic in while you were asleep." I begin.

He stares at me waiting for me to continue.

"He said that he only took us because he needs a certain amount of a special type of blood. You and Nic have that special blood. You have an AB- blood type. That's one of the rarest blood types. What he needs it for we still don't know." I end.

"But why is Nic collecting hers?" He asks.

"She doesn't want you to be hurt, like she always is." I sigh.

He puts his face in his hands, "She doesn't need to live life worrying about me."

"But Mitch it makes her proud of herself to know that she is protecting someone she truly cares about. You do want her to be happy, right?" I state.

He nods in agreement.

I pat his back, "Alright Biggums cheer up."

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Sorry for such a bad chapter. I know this chapter has been a long time coming. Wattpad kept deleting it so I had to keep rewriting it. Plz comment, vote, share and follow if you enjoy!!!!!! Take care and may StarClan light your lath my fellow Warriors!!!!!!

-Frostleaf